She was sure to kill the boss in an instant, but the muscle tightening reflex caused by the other party's sudden death would inevitably cause the knife in her hand to hurt the husband's father. This is an important reason why she dared not act rashly.

"One million!" The boss looked happy and immediately shouted fiercely: "Look at how many brothers you have injured me? I will never agree to the knife in my hand if it is less than two million!"

Song Baojun hurriedly responded: "Two million is two million, I promise you! Can you put down the knife first?"

"Haha, I have to see how important he is to you." The boss sneered: "Brothers, come on, beat them half-death for me. Don't resist, otherwise don't blame me for being merciless. I came out of the eight years of labor camp and have never seen any scenes? Anyway, I have a bad life, don't test my bottom line with your thoughts."

The two little hooligans stepped forward timidly. Seeing Ling Anqi staring at the boss, she seemed to have no idea, she plucked up the courage to smash the rubber baton and hit Ling Anqi on the shoulder.

Ling Anqi endured it silently, and a burst of anger in her chest was about to explode, but she was afraid of being afraid to move.

When the other hooligans saw that she did not dare to resist, they looked at each other and became bolder. They shouted at each other, and all the rubber batons were thrust on Ling Anqi.

Ling Anqi didn't frown, as if they were just tickling, and said lightly: "Are you just that level?"

The boss knew how much damage the rubber baton could cause when hitting the human body. Seeing that the woman looked dissatisfied, she could imagine how powerful her ** was. She couldn't help but sneer: "This is the level? Brothers, let her see blood!"

Someone took out a knife.

Suddenly, the glass door of the restaurant hall rattled a loud bang into pieces, and a wild-looking military jeep rushed in with black smoke. Because it was too fast, it bounced on the threshold and smashed into the middle of the hall like a meteorite. The tables, chairs and benches around it were hit by pieces.

Fragments of glass were scattered all over the ground, and the ground was messy.

Then there was another series of sudden brake sounds, four or five military jeeps were parked behind.

The door of the car opened in one go, and more than 20 armed police soldiers with guns and ammunition were instantly poured out, with a unified and capable 12-type riot police uniform, wearing a black steel helmet, an armed belt at the waist, and holding a gls2015 assault rifle in both hands. In just a blink of an eye, he rushed to the scene of the conflict and surrounded the boss, gangsters and others.

Before everyone could react, Du Yin Lou had already rushed over and shouted: "Everyone put down their weapons and surrendered!"

These little hooligans are rampant on the streets, and they are just bullying men and women. They deal with the police station every few days. They have never seen such a scene, and they are all scared for a moment.

At least ten rifles pointed at the boss' head at the same time.

Du Yinlang sternly said: "Say it again, everyone put down their weapons and surrendered!"

Seeing those rift-trained armed police officers raised their rifles one by one, their eyes were cold and without any emotion. The black muzzle was pointed at them, and the little hooligans did not hesitate at all, and the knife and rubber baton fell to the ground.

The boss never expected that he was just extorting a few old guys who were not eyebrow, and he caused such a big disturbance.

After a moment of panic, he tightened the knife in his hand, gritted his teeth and smiled: "If you have the guts, shoot. At worst, I won't live anymore! I have to pull someone to cushion!"

Du Yinlang secretly thought that there was a conflict at first, but he didn't expect that the boss would take the risk, and it would be great if he brought a sniper.

Now is not the time to be upset, and the person who is hijacking the other side is his only uncle.

But Du Yinlang did not dare to show his extra attention to Song Shixian, which would cause the criminals to be more confident and then add more bargaining chips, thus making the rescue operation more difficult.

While he was nervously thinking about countermeasures, a scene that surprised everyone.

Song Shixian shouted loudly: "I am the first scout on the front line of Laoshan. I have twenty or thirty monkey lives in my hands. Who are you old?"

As he said that, he grabbed the knife with his right hand tightly, allowing the sharp blade to cut the skin of his palm, and hit his head hard backwards.

The elbow and armpit suddenly changed, and the boss couldn't react in a moment, and was hit with a crooked nose, and there was a burst of Venus in front of him.

"dad!"

"uncle!"

Song Baojun and Du Yinlang exclaimed at the same time. No one could have thought that Song Shixian, who had always been old-fashioned and traditional and elegant, suddenly took risks and fought back against the boss regardless of his own life.

Everyone could not imagine that this seemingly weak middle-aged man killed thirty Vietnamese monkeys more than 20 years ago and was called Laoshan's No. 1 scout.

Although he is old, his bloodiness has not changed.

Despite his old age and weak body, even the most basic military fist was about to be forgotten, Song Shixian was still a good man who dared to fight for his life.

Ling Anqi felt that as her husband's "personal bodyguard", she put her husband's father in danger and felt deeply dereliction of duty. This disappointed her husband's eager expectations for me, a fool, and who is intolerable?

The silly girl felt uncomfortable, ashamed, and had no choice but to pay close attention to the movements on the field and try to save face.

At this time, when the situation was captured, Ling Anqi launched an instant, and her left fist was shot out in the air. At the same time, she stepped forward with her right leg and narrowed the distance between the two sides in the blink of an eye. A strong wind rushed straight towards the boss's face, as if the airflow generated by the high-speed turbocharger pressed the boss's face to twist.

Song Shixian took off, and Ling Anqi pressed his shoulder and gently pushed him towards Song Baojun.

The boss was blown by the airflow and his steps were staggering, and he was secretly yelling in his heart. It took only half a second, and when he came to his senses, he found that he was lifted into the air by Ling Anqi pinching his neck.

It's basically over.

The riot-proof armed police controlled all the remaining gangsters and ordered them to queue up under the corner of the wall, handcuffing their hands behind their backs, and whispering them. Once anyone moves slightly, they will immediately smash the stock.

Someone went to the private room to pick up the remaining few old comrades and explained the current situation to them.

Du Yinlang hurriedly approached and smiled, "Uncle, I'm late, are you okay?"

Song Shixian was unhappy and said angrily: "Why are you pushing me? I can still beat you! Let them come up with ten!"

Song Baojun said: "Dad, you can pull it down. It's better if your bones don't blink. Do you still have to fight with young people?"

"You boy!" Song Shixian said angrily: "Your father, I was the number one hero in Laoshan back then. When a Vietnamese child heard my name, he didn't even dare to cry!"

"A hero will not mention his courage back then." Song Baojun said.

Du Yinlang hurriedly said, "Cousin, how could you say that uncle? If my uncle hadn't been brave back then, I would probably not have the character Du Yinlang now."

Song Shixian then reluctantly changed his face and said, "Alang, how is your dad in good health recently?"

"Thank you for my uncle's blessing, my dad is still okay now."

Song Shixian immediately snorted: "Is that old guy transformed from a turtle? Why haven't he died yet?"

Du Yinlang had to smile and said with apologies: "Uncle, does it mean that you scold me as well?"

"What do you mean?" Song Shixian said with a glaring eyes.

"Uncle, you rescued my dad from the sea of ​​corpses and blood. If he doesn't do it, wouldn't it mean that there is something wrong with my uncle's vision?"

"I'm blind!"

Du Yinlang had to touch his nose and smile bitterly.

The riot-proof armed police on the side were all dispatched by Xiangjing Military Region to the port for the security of the chief. They were all skilled and brave, and they were also familiar with the identities of Du Yuanyong and Du Yinling. Seeing that the handsome and handsome middle-aged man opened his mouth and ruthlessly mocked Commander-in-Chief, Du Yinling also kept saying aloof and dared not refute. Everyone could not help but look at each other and shook their heads secretly.

The guard captain stepped forward and saluted, saying, "The scene has been controlled. What should I do next? Please give instructions to the chief."

Ling Anqi also dragged the boss's soft body and asked, "Sir, are you going to kill him?"

Song Baojun said: "Take this guy over to the guards."

Du Yinlang asked Song Shixian: "Uncle, what do you think you should do?"

"What else can I do? This must be a black store, all of which will be closed. The people involved in the case will be handled according to relevant laws. I don't want to interfere in your work."

Song Baojun leaned forward and smiled, "Dad, you and a few uncles and uncles had a rare party, but you accidentally entered the black store, so it seemed that you were not so happy. I think it would be better to let my cousin be an entree and ask a few old people to enjoy it. How about it?"

Song Shixian was about to refuse, but Du Yinlang rushed to say, "Uncle, my dad is my dad, I am me. My mom passed away early, and I don't have a chance to do my filial piety..."

After these words, Song Shixian had no choice but to say, "That's OK." He remembered another incident and asked, "Xiaojun, who is this girl?"

"I... my classmate, Ling Anqi." Song Baojun made up a lie and said without blinking, "I have been a guest student in the Conservatory of Music recently, so I took her with me."

Song Shixian looked at the silly girl's huge body and sweet face, nodded rarely, and said, "It's not bad, you can take it with you, teach whatever you should teach, don't hide your own personal information."

"Dad, with my level, it's okay to teach graduate students, what are you afraid of?" Song Baojun couldn't help but brag again.

Song Shixian ignored him and smiled at Ling Anqi, "Hello, Xiaoling, I am Song Baojun's father. I will go to Junjun's house to sit next time I have time."

Seeing that it was the husband's father asking, Ling Anqi couldn't help but blush and responded in a subtle voice like a mosquito, "Okay... OK."

The other comrades found that the situation had been controlled and surrounded them. Some kept scolding the boss and said they wanted to go to the Consumer Association to expose it, while others were not at all concerned and smoked casually. There were also several old guys with hot tempers who caught several of the gangsters and beat them, but the guards did not stop them.
Chapter completed!